Chapter 308: Three-Legged Stalemate, the Yanhuang's Game

Peace plan?

These four words were lightly spat out from Qin Hao's mouth.

The Ke Emperor's dark matter body, already twisted by jealousy and hatred, suddenly stalled.

He almost thought he had misheard.

Peace?

After slaughtering their two-billion-strong United Fleet to the last ship, dragging the two emperors here like prisoners, and finishing a so-called 'civilization display' that was nothing short of humiliation,

This Yanhuang demon actually wants to talk peace with them?

He let out a low sound from his throat:

"Peace? Qin Hao! What do you take us for?

"Like fish on a chopping block, do we even deserve to talk peace? Kill or cut, do as you wish! My Ke Luo Empire has no cowards clinging to life!"

Compared to the Ke Emperor's fury, Bijiale fell into a deeper silence.

Upon hearing the 'peace plan,' he considered many possibilities.

Qin Hao ignored the Ke Emperor's roar, his calm gaze settling on the silent Bijiale, the corner of his mouth still bearing that inscrutable smile.

"I know what you're thinking—that this is a humiliation? That I'm toying with you?

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the two emperors.

"I could also refuse to talk, simply erase your civilizations and install two new proxies to rule the Milky Way Galaxy just as well. Believe me, that would be simpler and easier for me.

Those words were like a bucket of ice water poured over the Ke Emperor's boiling rage.

He instantly sobered up.

Yes, the opponent fully possesses that ability, and it would be effortless.

They are still alive now not because they are tough, but solely because the opponent 'wants' them to live.

Bijiale's light-and-shadow form flickered slightly, and he finally spoke: 'State your terms.'

Qin Hao nodded approvingly.

"It's simple."

His finger lightly traced in the air, and a light curtain unfolded before them.

"First, the Biteen Empire and the Ke Luo Empire need not be dismantled, nor do they need to submit tribute to the Yanhuang Civilization.

"You remain independent civilizations, and you remain emperors."

This clause left the Ke Emperor stunned.

"No tribute?"

"How… how is this possible?"

"The victor actually relinquishes such an obvious right?"

"This violates the laws of any civilization!"

Bijiale's heart, however, sank sharply, fearing the true cost lay ahead.

Sure enough, Qin Hao's voice continued.

"Second, under the supervision of the Yanhuang Civilization, you must disband more than ninety-five percent of your respective attack fleets.

"At the same time, share with the Yanhuang Civilization all technological data from your empire's first- to fourth-stage civilization levels.

"From basic physics to spatial theory, from materials science to genetic engineering."

Boom!

This clause is the true severing of the lifeline!

Disbanding the fleets means tearing out their claws.

Sharing technology means stripping away their armor!

What difference is there between a fourth-level civilization stripped of military and technological barriers and a lamb awaiting slaughter?

"You're dreaming!"

The Ke Emperor roared again, "How is this any different from outright destroying us?!"

Qin Hao didn't even glance at him, continuing:

"Third, in the name of your empire, you must publicly acknowledge and support before the entire Milky Way Galaxy the absolute legitimacy of the 'Interstellar Civilization Community' advocated by the Yanhuang Civilization.

"And swear an oath to the universe's supreme law, never to infringe upon any member civilization of the community."

This is to have them personally crown the Yanhuang Civilization's hegemony!

"Finally,"

Qin Hao's gaze turned sharp, "As compensation, the Yanhuang Civilization will guarantee the continuation of your independent civilizations,

"and pledge, under the frameworks of 'peace' and 'equality,' to establish a new trade relationship with you.

"We can provide the civilian resources you need, and we can also sell the high-precision equipment you cannot produce."

The four proposals were presented with crystal clarity before the two emperors.

It is a venomous scheme wrapped in the guise of 'independence' and 'survival'.

It won't kill you outright, but it will gradually assimilate and devour you over the years, leaving not even bone fragments.

The Ke Emperor's face was filled with resentment and humiliation; his massive body kept expanding and contracting with rage, as if he might self-destruct at any moment.

Yet, in the end, he did not move.

For he knew that here he didn't even have the right to self-destruct.

Bijiale's mind, meanwhile, was conducting frantic calculations at a rate of hundreds of millions per second.

Humiliation? Yes.

Danger? Yes.

But……are there any other choices?

No.

The consequence of refusal is that civilization will be completely erased from the universe today, instantly.

And acceptance……although it is tantamount to a slow death, at least one remains alive.

As long as one lives, there remains a theoretical possibility of turning the tables.

This emperor, rational to the extreme, made his judgment in just a few seconds.

This is the only path they can take, and also the only way out Qin Hao left for them.

"I……accept."

Bijie replied.

Ke Huang stared at him in shock, his eyes filled with disbelief.

But the moment he came into contact with Bijie's dead silence of light, he instantly understood.

Even Bijie has given up; what else can he do?

In the end, he had no choice but to lower his proud head.

"I also accept."

The agreement was thus reached.

A few days later, under the gaze of the entire Milky Way Galaxy, the figures of the two emperors reappeared in the capitals of their respective empires.

They appeared unharmed, but every sentient being that saw their images could feel a desolation that seeped deep into the marrow.

Immediately thereafter, a Treaty of Eternal Peace in the Milky Way Galaxy, jointly signed by the three major fourth‑level civilizations, was announced to the entire galaxy via public channels.

The treaty's contents were largely the same as the plan proposed by Qin Hao.

When the two empires announced large‑scale disarmament and a "technology exchange" with the Yanhuang Civilization, the entire Milky Way Galaxy erupted.

The era of the Dark Forest, which had lasted countless years, came to an end on this day in a way no one had ever anticipated.

The flames of war finally ceased.

A new galactic order, with the Yanhuang Civilization at its core, was thus established.

The Bitien Empire, the Ke Luo Empire, and the Yanhuang Civilization were publicly recognized as the new three poles of the Milky Way Galaxy.

But everyone knew deep down that the Yanhuang Civilization was the sole, unmatched strongest power.

However, in the shadows where sunlight cannot reach, a new undercurrent is quietly stirring.

The Bitien Empire, the Throne of Light.

Bijie sat alone upon the vast hall's throne, gazing at the reports below detailing the disarmament and technology transfer procedures; his countenance, composed of light particles, was grim beyond anything before.

He could not forget everything he had seen on the Yanhuang Civilization's "Origin" star, nor could he forget Qin Hao's eyes, which seemed able to see through everything.

Fear—even after returning to his own empire, that sense of being dominated clung to him like a bone‑deep abscess, relentlessly entwining him.

Will the Yanhuang Civilization be satisfied with the status quo?

Absolutely not!

That civilization is like a beast whose growth speed exceeds imagination.

Today's peace treaty is merely a brief hibernation after it has finished devouring a great feast.

Once it has digested all the gains from this war—especially the core technologies of the two empires—

then the next step will inevitably be to completely absorb those two so‑called "independent" civilizations into itself!

By then they will have no room left to resist.

Just then, a covert communication request linked into the throne.

On the screen appeared Ke Huang's face, equally grim, filled with resentment and dread.

These two, who have fought for millions of years and would love to tear each other apart, silently gazed at each other at this moment through an encrypted channel.

After a long while, Bijie was the first to break the silence: "We cannot sit and wait for death."

Of course!

Ke Huang gritted his teeth and said, "But what can I do? Our fleet is being dismantled, our technology is being siphoned off by them like blood!

Before long we will become two tigers whose teeth have been pulled out!"

Therefore, we must unite.

Bijie's voice was icy and resolute: "From now on, forget all our mutual hatred. Our only enemy is the Yanhuang Civilization."

Ke Huang's dark‑matter form quivered violently as his inner turmoil raged.

Allying with Bijie? That is practically the biggest joke of his imperial career!

But reason told him this was the only choice.

What do you propose?

Share each other's most deeply hidden technologies, build secret military bases, and forge a fleet they cannot detect.

Bijie's eyes flashed with a glint: "Most importantly, we need a unified, absolutely confidential command system—a military alliance that stands above our two nations."

Ke Huang fell silent.

He understood Bijie's meaning.

This is a decision that binds the fates of the two nations together completely.

What shall we call this alliance?

Bijie looked at Ke Huang and said, word by word: "Let it be called……the Brothers Alliance."

A name dripping with irony, it represents two former mortal enemies who, under shared fear, were forced into a fragile alliance.

On the surface, the Milky Way Galaxy is a picture of peace and prosperity.

But in the unseen shadows, the tripartite stance of the Yanhuang Civilization, the Bitien Empire, and the Ke Luo Empire has quietly taken shape.

……

Yanhuang Civilization, the supreme Command Center.

Luo Lao, Zhou Shaoqing, and others looked at the star map; within the territories of the two great Empires, the enemy fleet being overseen and dismantled by the Yanhuang fleet, all wore genuine smiles on their faces.

"Qin Consultant, this move is really brilliant!"

Zhou Shaoqing said excitedly, "Without losing a single soldier, we have obtained all of the technology they have accumulated over a million years."

"Once we digest these, let alone the Milky Way Galaxy, even extragalactic galaxies, we can go and explore them!"

Qin Hao merely looked at the star map calmly, without speaking.

An intelligence analyst stepped forward and reported:

"Report to Qin Consultant, according to the latest intelligence, it seems a secret communication channel has been established between Bi Jalie and Ke Huang, with extremely high frequency."

"Oh?"

Zhou Shaoqing raised his eyebrows, "These two old fogeys, still not giving up? Trying to pull some tricks?"

"Let them do it."

Qin Hao finally spoke, his tone as flat as if he were mentioning a trivial matter,

"One sheep is herded, a flock is also let go; gathered together, it's actually easier to manage."

He walked calmly up to the massive holographic star map, yet his gaze did not linger on any corner of the Milky Way Galaxy.

"Once we have fully digested their technology, they will no longer be a threat; then we can deal with them all at once, and our sights should be set on the Andromeda Galaxy."